Cupboard Love by mklutz (PG)

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Fandom: TEEN WOLF
Pairing: Derek/Stiles
Length: 32,683 words
Author on LJ: mklutz
Author Website: AO3 profile
Why this must be read:

Huh, I haven't actually recced any AUs yet. Unforgivable! So here, have a lovely uni AU, with bonus cook!Stiles and awesome!Lydia! This is total food porn, if you're a foodie—there are even recipes at the end! It's an adorable fic, with plenty of oblivious pining on both sides. This is unabashed fluff, so if that floats your boat, dive in!

All of that is to say, though, that Stiles has been debating for a week about taking out a line of credit to fund his meagre student lifestyle when he gets the phone call.

“I need a week’s worth of meals I can heat up and I don’t like spicy food,” says the man on the other end instead of hello.

“Uh, hi to you, too,” Stiles says, fumbling for a seat on a nearby bench and maybe a loose notebook and pen in his backpack. “Are you calling about the ad?” He flips frantically to a free page, trying to sound casual and at least semi-professional instead of what he is - some kid trying to cross Berkeley campus in the ten minutes between classes.

“Yes,” His mystery client grits out, sounding frustrated. “I need a week’s worth of food--”

“And you don’t like spicy stuff, yeah I got that part. Are we talking breakfasts, lunches, dinners? How many people? Any dietary restrictions? Allergies? I’d need fifty percent up front to cover the groceries at least and the soonest I can deliver is Sunday evening, does that work for you?” Belatedly, Stiles remembers that not everyone is used to dealing with him and his uh, somewhat rapidfire and sporadic conversations.

“Lunches, dinners. No breakfasts.” There’s a pause almost like mystery client is struggling with something. Probably the massive list of questions Stiles fired at him. “There’s only me. No allergies, but I like a lot of meat. Do you take credit cards?”

Cupboard Love